Sometime I'm so tired of wondering... How my life would be as my heart is so exhausted... My soul is nearly wrecked... How I am going to stand another day? I am reckoning days... Since it was my choice to stay.. With my empty soul and my heavy heart... I wish, this too shall pass. Tomorrow will be another day. Let my destiny be conveyed. I will hold my head up high and stand on my guard... And keep repeating to myself, this too shall pass.